Growth is a forward momentum. Like a caterpillar, we morph into new stages and spaces and spreading our wings, we learn to fly for the first time. Then we learn to fly farther and higher. Growth takes risk. Yet, the caterpillar does not worry about the next phase. Perhaps ignorance is its bliss. For us however, sometimes it is in facing challenges and moving away from our comfort zone that we learn that one of the strengths of growth, is courage.
Can “knowing too much” hinder our growth? Can blind faith be more beneficial?
What might come to mind first is clay pottery, weapons, grinding stones, or fishhooks. Yet when the anthropologist, Margaret Mead, was asked by a student, “What is the earliest sign of civilization?” her answer was, “A healed femur.”
The longest bone in the body is the femur. It connects the hip to the knee, and takes many weeks to heal. In the animal world, if you break your leg, you die. You aren’t able to hunt, go to your water source, or protect yourself from danger. It is difficult so survive long enough for the injury to heal. In their world, where the code is: “survival of the fittest”, there aren’t healed femurs found.
A healed femur is a sign of care. Someone has set and bound the broken limb and stayed to tend, feed and nurture the wounded. They have been taken to a safe place to rest where they are protected.
The first sign of civilization, is care and compassion.
We are our highest selves when we are serving others.
“Helping someone else through difficulty is where civilization starts,” Margaret Mead said, “Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful, committed citizens can’t change the world; For, indeed, that’s all who ever have.”
I am always amazed at how the world can be in such a state of unrest… and yet I step outside, and the birds are blissfully unaware, continuing the full chorus line, not worried and unhurried.
They understand the deepest thing of all: the joy of simply being.